This week, on the Romance Writers Weekly blog hop, we're asked to " Choose a photo that you’ve taken and that you love. Tell the story behind the photo."
This was unexpectedly easy. I took this picture of my five-year-old grandson last September at his first ever soccer game. Which took place three days after his first ever soccer practice.
Yeah, not so much. Although he did manage to score a goal. woo-hoo! And his team, the Hypno Toads (gotta love it) won the game.
But here's the back story. This photo wasn't actually shot during the game. It was taken while the team was on a break. Half time maybe? I don't know the nomenclature. But the kids were seated on the other side of the field and since my eyesight sucks I was using the telephoto lens of my phone's camera to see what they were doing. When the kiddo started running towards me, I quickly fired off a couple of shots, of which this was one.
Where was he going? What did he want? Easy. The game was about to resume, but he had just learned that there was a snack stand selling snow cones. So he was rushing over to ask me if he could get one after the game.
Five-year-olds. Am I right?
Scent of the Roses
For years, Scout Patterson has tried to run from the mistakes in her past. Now, she's coming home--to face the ghosts she's never laid to rest, and the love she thought she'd lost forever.
Memories and dreams are the only things that have gotten Nick Greco through the past twenty years. Memories of the girl he loved and lost, and dreams of what his life would be like, if he could only find her again. And if he can bring himself to believe that anything she tells him is true.
Can the star-crossed lovers put aside the hurt and distrust they still harbor toward each other? Or will the evil which already nearly destroyed them once, triumph yet again?
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